Finding A Friend
07-21-2013, 05:28 PM
| Sarak |
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The puzzlement cleared from Sarak?s earthen face as Azalea explained what a merwolf was. He had a hard time imagining a fish being part wolf. What end would be which? Her sudden change in demeanor in regards to his remark about her ease of beating him up surprised him slightly, and he eyed her with a brow point raised, one ear pulled back. Then the other brow point raised, ears perking forward. ?Of course? I could always outrun you.? His long legs and agile paws were built for running, and running fast. And stamina. Moss green gaze turned to gaze out to look at Valhalla as she agreed with him about her family. What was it like to have a real family? Brothers and sisters that actually loved you, and didn?t try to kill you? Azalea spoke, and he blinked at her, watching her look him over. One ear cocked backward, brow points furrowing. He supposed she was just playing, but? ?I... Oh?? It was tempting to see if she could keep up with him. But she might think him a coward if he turned tail and ran. He wondered how she would take him telling his story? And shut the idea away for a moment. |